When I didn't argue he was satisfied he had persuaded me, and was not the first to make that mistake.
A man should be able to hear, and to bear, the worst that could be said of him.
Is our species crazy? Plenty of evidence.
At moments I dislike having a face, a nose, lips, because he has them.
Death is the black backing on the mirror that allows us to see anything at all.
A writer is a reader moved to emulation.